The Last Day of School

On the last day of school Back when I was a kid, We got our report cards And here’s what we did – We ran to our friends And compared what we found – The class we’d be in once The fall came around. We cheered or we cried Knowing where we would be And which pals in our classrooms That we’d get to see. Today those report cards No longer exist And there just are goodbyes As each class is dismissed. At the end of the summer The parents will learn Which teacher their kids will have When they return. I suppose that this method Prevents stress and tears But they’ll just show up when The new school session nears.